I sit at work, hands on my temples, rubbing. I press my palms against my ears but even that does not prevent the mall music from getting in, a pervasive ear worm begins to burrow, “right about now, the funk soul brother r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r”, pounding like an epileptic heartbeat distracting from the task at hand.
Good thing it’s almost the end of the workday, and I can have a fresh start tomorrow, tugging my iPod and headphones along with me to work. Office work never did look pretty from a mall window – the least I can do is drown out the sound of marketing, consumerism, and the murmur of too-old people with nothing to do.
Check out my (mainstream) music playlist for the ride home (can’t wait!). What are you de-stress songs at the end of the day? My winter is feeling…. alternative rock.